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@ Poetstry
2025-02-25 10:31:09My #children sleep, the world is hushed, A silent vigil, gently crushed. My heart it aches, my soul takes flight, To trust in #God, and see the light. The icons gleam, a golden hue, His blessed will, I must pursue. Though trials come, and shadows fall, He loves us #all, beyond the wall. The #liturgy rings, a whispered plea, For strength to face what is to be. My Father knows, each tear, each fear, His guiding hand, forever near. #OrthodoxDad #Prayer